Life moves by fast

I hear this saying a lot that life moves by fast. You don't know it until you go through with it. Today is the one-year anniversary of me being in London. I can only relish my time there. It is amazing that just one year ago, I arrived in Europe not knowing what was ahead of me.
I have been home since December 18th and it is hard to believe that I have been home for nearly a month. It has been a lovely combination between relaxing, seeing my family and friends, going out and working. My favorite part of my vacation so far has been working. I love to work. I think that working is fun because it brings some variety to your day. I worked on Monday, Tuesday and Friday.
My favorite day that I worked this week was on Monday. On Monday I worked as a substitute teacher at the LAUNCH program which is for kids with Autism from ages 18-22. The program teaches them basic skills for the real world like counting money, figuring out train schedules and how to tell time. It is located in Memorial Middle School in Beverly. I think Autism is fascinating. I think it is better to learn about it from engaging a conversation or even working with them rather than reading books about it. You can learn a lot about it in books, but it is better to experience it being with them. The six kids that I worked with were kind, sweet and mild-mannered. We played a lot of games on the computer between exchanging money, reading stories and finding items. Just seeing them play these games shows how far behind they are because of their disability, but they were still fun.
Later on in the day, we went to the computer lab so they can go over their New Year's resolutions. They actually had some really creative ones like making more eye contact, learn how to cook, have better hygiene, so on and so forth. Otherwise, I really like being a substitute teacher. It gives me an idea of a typical day of being a teacher, which is a profession that I might pursue someday. I would much rather be a high school teacher than any other level. Even though there are a lot of punks and wise guys, I think that they have some potential to do some good. They are not going to be like that for the rest of their lives but that's just the false hope of being a teacher. You can't cure everything, but what you can do is give them advice and hope they follow it.
Since I have one week left, at this point I am ready to go back to UNH. I am starting to miss my friends from school there and it is time to get through my last semester at UNH. It freaks me out, but at the same time it is exciting. At first, all I worried about was graduating and then getting into the real world. It could be boring, but I can't run away from my. My parents, grandparents and great-grandparents did it. Why can't I? I am also looking forward to go back to school because I am sick and tired of the drama around here. Since I took my car off the insurance, I feel trapped. Whenever I have to go somewhere, someone has to give me a ride. Even if the driver does not have any money, you still feel obligated to cover them for a drink or some sort of necessity. Some of my friends have been ticking me off too. They are either too selfish or they are too cheap; two of my biggest pet peeves. I am not going to go over it because it will take too much of my time. Even though my friends aggravate me, I still love them. I would not be the person I am today if it wasn't for them. They make me strong, confident and to never be afraid of anything. I guess I am learning about myself more and more whenever I hang out with them. I guess I will have to take advantage as much as I can for the next week because this is going to be my last Christmas break. I am not going to have an extended after that anytime so. No more complaining or whining. It is go time!